89.|| Protective Rage.

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Castriel’s POV “What the hell do you want?” I asked angrily and from the slight smirk that played out on his lips, I could tell that he was amused. What does he really want with me? I’d specifically told Kieran to tell him that I do not want to see him yet he’s here with a smug smile acting as though everything was okay. “I came here to see you, you don’t have to be all macho all the time.” He added and I felt something poking at my brain, getting me even more furious. “Right,” I clicked my teeth, getting closer to him but making sure there’s space between us, “didn’t Kieran tell you that I didn’t want to see you?” “He did,” Higan responded, “but I thought you’d change your mind when you see me so I took the liberty of coming here on my own.” He finished. “Get out.” My words grinded

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